From the ashes: Favorites

Jun 14 From the ashes

Traveller in time

There was once a man who lived alone ,
he didn't laugh ,
he didn't moan,
the only person that he saw ,
was a young man ,
who brought blackcurrants and jam to his door.
And when he did ,
the lonely man who just loved jam,
stuck his ***** fingers in ,
and licked the jam jar dry ,
which he had shared with his charming little guests .
So he sat down on a stone ,
to play the lute on his own ,
to charm his new friends with their dainty colourful wings
from the skies,
to end up in his fruitfly pies .

So to the forest the young couple did go ,
to hear his sad tale of lament ,
Which they had heard from their mansion
on the hill ,
where blackberries grow ,
and are there to this day even still.

For the trees felt very different
when the lute sings along ,
when the trees and their branches
give out their songs .
For the trees when the different seasons came ,
and went ,
turned to amber ,
and then to red ,
before the winter came .

And so the young lady who made blackberry jam ,
gave it to her lover ,
but he thought it vile ,
and took it far away,
to a door he had never seen before ,
covered in moss and ivy .
And he never said a word ,
and that is why they never ate supper.

And all that was left was blackberry jam in
the form of a man .
And all that was left was a fine sticky mess
after the flies had jam and butter
and had finished their blackberry supper .

So off they all went ,
to the house with a blackberry bush ,
to sell to the lady ,
who.had purple stains on her dress ,
who always tried to look her best ,
who tried not to swallow,
because they said they would be back tomorrow.

Jun 14 From the ashes

The God of Children and Blueberries

Jun 14 From the ashes

Lawrence Hall

The God of Children and Blueberries

Lawrence Hall HSG
Mhall46184@aol.com

                            The God of Children and Blueberries

    For Theo (who is three today) and Nora (who is more than three)

                           “It is eaten, and renewed, every day.”

      -Ramandu’s daughter in The Voyage of the Dawn Treader

God is prodigal with his seasons and feasts -
This is the season of blueberries, each day a feast
Great clouds of fat blue globes hang upon the little trees
Water and sky shading into Prussian blue

This is a table-tree, all are invited
To stand with buckets and thirsty lips
To pick and take, to take and eat, each day
The feast magically renewed each dawn

Mockingbirds, robins, sparrows, rabbits, and squirrels

And children

Picking, pecking, plucking, nibbling, biting

All at Aslan’s Table, and all at peace

#blueberries #children

Jun 14 From the ashes

Free Book by Thomas W. Case

Jun 14 From the ashes

Thomas W Case

Free Book by Thomas W. Case

Hey everyone.
My book is free today only on Amazon. Here's a link. It's the Kindle version that is free, but there are paperbacks and hardcovers available as well.

https://www.amazon.com/s?k=seedy+town+blues&i=digital-text&crid=23PU1KUVLJNV5&sprefix=seedy+town+blues%2Cdigital-text%2C110&ref=nb_sb_ss_fb_1_16

Jun 13 From the ashes

CH 86 - FOMENT

Jun 13 From the ashes

Lori Jones McCaffery

CH 86 - FOMENT

An honest and fair election loss will surely cause the red-hatted people of the USA to foment violence on the non-red-hatted people and the institutions they serve and believe in.

A dishonest and unfair election win will foment the end of constitutional democracy as the non-red-hatted people know it. The pitchfork and banner market will experience sudden growth.
ljm

BLT'S Websters Word Game. Still batting for a home run. Foul to left field bleachers. tTree and two and bases loaded.

Jun 13 From the ashes

Distress Signal

Jun 13 From the ashes

Carlo C Gomez

Distress Signal

~
she's thunderstorms.
she's asphodel meadows.

I fall outside of her
into the suburbs of askew,
where she hides behind
happy occident, where she
lives with the afterlife of a man,
but is in love with a scientist.

a jaded thing, she likes
to drop anvils on her
husband's head and blame
her fragile scaffolding,
she wears the wreckage
on her face, it's far easier
than admit her own fallacies.

before the children came along
she was able to pour some
of her own frustrations
into these knotty tussles.

now the midwives have left.
now misadventures in her
own backyard commence.

no hiding place down
the front of her,
the remaining secrets
come from underneath.

but if you trust her
and go along, she knows exactly
where to lay her hands.
~

#love #affection #marriage #trust #resentment #reconciliation #distress

Jun 13 From the ashes

Excessive Heat Watch

Jun 13 From the ashes

CJ Sutherland

Excessive Heat Watch

Tuesday 8:30 AM, 83° high 103°
A hat, sun protection, the new me
Extreme heat wave
Severe warning lives to save

Wednesday high of 107°
Heat stroke Elderly going to heaven
Heat will bring you to your knees
Stay inside on days like these

Thursday started out with a breeze
Dog has allergies Constant sneeze
A high of 106° air thick
20 mph wind can do the trick

Our daily walks happen earlier now
It’s hard to get up, but I do somehow
A Dogs, excitement, car ride
The Park to socialize dog friends outside

Blue, his best buddy of the pack
His owner carries a little snack
Daisy Super dog’s Lady love
Dog friends are a gift from above

Friday 7:30 AM, 73° high 102°
Park path colors, Green yellow blue
see the sun through the trees
Birds, butterflies, flowers, and bees

Jehovah’s Witness, literature in hand
Silent when Christians take a stand
Their believe only they are the chosen
No Ideology discussed frozen.

Dehydration dangerously real
Onset Suddenly quick, it can ****
Walk with water and care
Late in the day waves of heat in the air

Freshly planted garden in peril
All in black pots and barrels
A rookie error mistake I made
The roots are baking in the shade

For the next 10 days over 104°.
plant store efficacious remedies and more
Herbal poultice, tincture and salve pure
Lessons to identify and make plant cures

Put up umbrellas, create shade
Pestilence, sneaky critters well played
Homeless encampment a water cry
Rabbits, Lizards, run shamelessly, nearby

The First Mountain fire of the season
There’s never a rhyme nor reason
Fires are named after their location
Fireman, hope for a short duration

The plumes of smoke Billows everywhere
Smoke smell The first notice of a real scare
Color changes White gray yellowish red
The color determines when humans fled

Higher fires, animal’s scurry Little feet
running frightfully down the street
Under porches, safety shelter they seek
Bears, foxes, possums fearfully, meek

Flying high Hawks, vultures, bald eagle
A big bird took on the leash puppy beagle
Owner screaming her puppy carried away
The leash slip through her fingers that day

In my youth , I used to love a sunny day
Wind in my hair, not a care laughing at play
Old age New allergies, pollen in the air
Excessive Heat, exhaustion, BEWARE

BLT Webster’s Word of the Day challenge
Efficacious 6-12-24
A formal Word that describes something
a treatment, medicine, or remedy that has power to produce a desired result or effect
FYI
For some reason when it gets hot, I perspire that loss of water. Sweat makes me dehydrate easier. My doctor has said I have to drink electrolyte water to stay in balance. A little bit of sweat. takes a lot of water out of your body. If you drink water cold with ice that’s actually worse.
Know the warning signs !

Jun 13 From the ashes

Sailing for Insanity

Jun 13 From the ashes

Thomas W Case

Sailing for Insanity

I lost my best friend today.
She didn't die, well not physically.
She went away mentally and emotionally.
It's a forever vacation, she didn't even pack.
I can see it in her dead eyes,
here it in her rabid voice.
It makes my soul sick, but she's
not taking me down with her.
I stand on the placid shore and
wave good-bye, as she sails
for insanity

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RkfF5u4vn5k&lc=Ugy159rE1Rhn_9heDv14AaABAg

New poetry reading by Thomas W. Case

#mental #illness #insanity #love #sadness #grief #painemotions

Jun 12 From the ashes

I am Shakespeare

Jun 12 From the ashes

Anais Vionet

I am Shakespeare

Across the years, 400 plus, my stories endlessly play out their parts.
I played not on painted stage, but I knew the human heart -
I captured, with quill and scratch, the passions of laughter and tears.
I held up a mirror, in doublet and verse, to things unbound by years,
like the weight of grief, the lightness of love and the serpents of ambition.
The music of verse, the lilt and fall of words, hold a strange enchantment,
brief spells where fools, princes, witches and kings shared a selfsame planet.
Though my bones lay in hallowed ground, the stories I spun linger yet.
They've played out, in age after age, on a thousand, thousand stages.
It’s well done, if I say so myself, to live on, in millions of minds and bookshelves.
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A song for this:
Just Like Romeo and Juliet by The Reflections

This is for the 'Lost Poetry from History Challenge'
https://hellopoetry.com/collection/132874/lost-poetry-from-history-challenge/

#challenge #shakespeare #plays #stages #love #laughter #immortality #humor

Jun 11 From the ashes

A Rich Man

Jun 11 From the ashes

Thomas W Case

A Rich Man

I don't vacation
in Babylon anymore.
The ticket prices soared
and the trip
almost killed me.
Years of
debauchery weren't
good for the soul.

The only gold I
want now is the
autumn leaves and
the buttery summer corn,
and the shimmer on the
lake at sunset.

I'm getting older and
my heart is stronger.
It beats like a
childs, seeing
green for the first
time.

check out my you tube channel where I read my poetry.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cONQtjbeEo8

#goodlife